With my fishing licence renewal fast approaching, it’s a great shame that this year we will not be receiving the stunning artwork that David Miller has gifted us for over 15 years. It was always so exciting to guess what species would feature next, and for many anglers, all those cards either lived in your wallet or purse for the duration, or were stashed away in your bits and bobs drawer while you slowly expanded your sensational set of species. Of course, we can understand the logic behind not providing a hard copy licence when we need to do everything to protect our environment, but that doesn’t dispel any of the disappointment around the end of something incredibly popular which has been loved by so many anglers. With the bronze bream an absolute favourite fish of mine, bringing warm memories of stunning slabs caught from the Shannon on many visits to the emerald isle, the 2019-20 Environment Agency UK Rod Licence had particularly strong sentimental value for me. As luck would have

This weekend, I dusted the carp rods off and headed to my local syndicate. I always have a terrible time deciding how to fish there, as along with carp over the magic 30lb mark, the water holds a great head of bream that average 5lb, huge swathes of quality roach, and some cracking tench fishing complete with all the thrills of fizzing bubbles and terrifying proximity to lily pads. It was a bivvy day though, and by 11am both rods were cast over to a submerged treeline which had been kind to me over the years. A good dose of boilies had been peppered around the hook baits (with the help of my throwing stick), and the traps were set for something special. Just 45 minutes into the session, it hadn’t quite gone how I’d planned it… with three bream to 5lb landed, it seemed as though it was likely going to be a busy (but carp-less) day. The runs (or single beeps from the bream) were consistent, and while playing an old snotty on a carp rod isn’t anywhere near as nice as playing one on a medi

How to Catch Them series: Occasionally, we all happen upon things that really resonate with us, and when we feel a connection to something we inevitably want more... Having picked up a copy of Perch – How to Catch Them at a market stall for £2 a few years back, my obsession began. With a book dedicated to every species and tactic, this series of pocket-sized hardbacks were originally published back in the 1950s, however the knowledge within can be just as effective today as it was all those years ago. My collection of these little gems has grown over the years and If I know what species I'm targeting on my next session, I often slip the related book into my fishing bag as a reference point. It's great to be out there, sat on the bank absorbing knowledge from a past era that can really give you the edge when in persuit of your quarry. One of my favourite extracts from the Perch book sends us back even further in time – taken from an 1863 title – which details the placing of a few live m

Float making, in my opinion, is one of the finest arts in coarse fishing tackle creation. From the users perspective, there is nothing quite like using a handmade float that is delicate enough to show bites from the smallest of fish, but so hard wearing that it can withstand treacherous flows, being hurled through the air on the cast, and of course, take the battering of a heavy battle betwixt human and fish. My absolute favourite float maker is Ian Lewis. His floats are second to none, both for looks, affordability, and functionality. I find myself on his website frequently, and like a child in a sweet store, everything just looks so tempting. Having been lucky enough to acquire a few sets of these floats over the years, I enjoy these both on the bank and displayed in my home office. Below, I've shared a couple of pictures of some of these beauties, and an image of a greedy trout that was my very first capture on a grayling float (which I am still yet to catch a grayling on)!

A few years back I was fishing on a local pond for some crucian carp – possibly the prettiest of all coarse fish with those stunning butterscotch scales and blood-red fins. The sport was going well by midday, with three in the keepnet over the pound mark and several other palm sized fish to back them up. I struck into what I thought was another of these little gems but lack of movement indicated the snagging of some sort of weed or debris. As I slowly wound in, I noticed I had hooked a small black plastic bag. I netted it carefully and gently removed it from the hook. Curiosity got the better of me, so I whipped a pair of scissors out of my tackle box and cut it open to reveal the contents. Was I about to peer in and find a large wad of cash, some expensive jewellery, or perhaps a little trinket that I would treasure for life and pass on down the generations? Unfortunately, none of those were even close to the actual contents. The lake was beside a well-used path, and what I had just c

The Angling Trust is a fantastic organisation that makes a really positive difference to fishing in the UK. With a multitude of incentives to get fishing, inspiring the next generation to get out on the bank, you can understand why we desperately need them to keep doing what they are doing. To that end, each year the Angling Trust hosts a charity auction whereby angling clubs and tackle traders donate items in order for the proceeds of the auction to go to the Trust. With a wide variety of goodies (for just a few pounds to several thousand pounds) on offer, there is something for everyone. This year, Sean Simms Fishing Tackle donated the current, full set of Children's fishing books for this cause, as just a small thank you for the work that the Angling Trust does. As the month-long auction drew to a close there was some heated bidding on many of the lots, and the books bundle made a grand total of £30, which far exceeded the £19.99 RRP for the set. It's those kind people out there, ac